Luyện nghe bài hát At The Bottom Of Everything - (with Jim James)

[Speaking] So there was this
And she was , uh, on an
And she was flying to her fianc
Sailing high above the, the largest on
earth.
And she was seated to this man
who, ya know, She had to start a
conversation with, but the only, really the only she
had him say was to order his Bloody Mary.
And, and shes sitting there and shes reading
really arduous article about this
third world country that she couldnt even the name of, and shes feeling very bored and very despondent
and uh, suddenly there was this huge mechanical
failure and one of the engines out and they
started just falling thirty thousand feet, the uh,
on the and hes saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Oh my God, I'm sorry! and apologizing and
she looks at the man and she, she
starts]
Where are we and uh he looks at her and he says,
Were going to a party. It's, its a party.
It's your birthday party. Happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, much.
And then uh, he starts this little tune, and, uh, it kinda goes like this,
it's 1, 2, 1 2 3 4

We must talk in telephone, get eaten off the web
We must rip out all the epilogues from the books we have read
And in the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a
We must stare, we stare, we must stare

We must take all of the medicines too now to sell
Set to the preacher who is promising us hell
And in the ear of every anarchist who sleeps but dream
We must sing, we sing, we must sing

And go like this, alright:

While my mother plants, my father loads his gun
He says will give us back to God
Just like sun
Is returned to the ocean

And then they splashed into the blue sea

Oh it was a splash

We must blend into the choir, sing with the whole
We must nine numbers and deny we have a soul
Into this endless race for and privilege to be won
We must run, we run, we must run

We hang up in the belfry where the bats and moonlight laugh
We must stare into a crystal ball and see the past
Into the caverns of tomorrow with only our flashlights and our
We plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge

And then we get down there,
Way down to the bottom of everything
And we'll see it
Oh see, oh we'll see it, we'll see it-

Oh my morning's back
The whole waking up
All the city buses swimming
I'm happy because
I've out I am really no one